In the world of the Shelter Game, deep within the ruins of Shadow City.
Elder Howard gazed silently at the retreating figure of the Werewolf God. The two had already gone through a round of heated arguments prior to this moment. Elder Howard wished for the Werewolf God to change the location of his duel with Irving to the desert region of the Desolate Canyon, but the Werewolf God was adamant against such a move.
"I am starting to have doubts about you. Are you truly still my ally?" the Werewolf God slowly turned around, his crimson eyes fixing intently on Elder Howard.
"I have always been your ally. If you don't believe me, you shouldn't have partnered with me in the first place. Do you really think I could cooperate with Irving?" Elder Howard's tone remained remarkably calm. Although he knew he was lying, he managed to maintain his composure.
